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In the Season of Sporing, the people of the Mushroom Kingdom grew tired of the years of war between King Bowser Koopa and Princess Peach and her maverick heroes, the Mario Bros. The Koopa Kids, now in their teens and long ignored by Bowser in his obsession with destroying the plumbers and capturing Peach, quickly siezed the opportunity and began a revolution among the mushroom people. Using their own fleet of doomships and an angry populace, they marched against Princess Peach who was then deposed in a bloodless revolution after years of stagnant rule. However, in their zeal to establish their own kingdom, they overlooked the fact they needed someone to take Peach's place. Who could take the place of the Princess, and stand up against Bowser's iron-fisted rule?

The Season Of Sporing, One Year After The Koopa Kids Revolution

"Uhm, excuse me? Princess?" Toad shifted from foot to foot, gulping nervously as he approached the pile of sheets on the low-lying bed. He could tell there were two people under it, he just hoped one of them was the Princess. "Princess? It's morning..."

"Ugh..." There was the faint scrape of talons against the stone floor as part of the sheets were flipped back, revealing a slitted, reptilian-eye surrounded by pink mascara. It blinked at the sudden light, then zeroed in on the small toadstool with a glare. "Do you have any idea what time it is, Toad? What do you want?"

Toad gulped again as he involuntarily took a step back. "It's... it's almost noon, your Majesty. The Council of Elders is waiting for you downstairs."

She winced at Toad's grating voice. "The Council? By the Fungal, it's time for them already?" The covers were tossed aside as Wendy O. Koopa sat up on the edge of the bed, yawning lazily before standing up. "Fine, fine. Tell them I'll be down momentarily. Anything else, Toad?"

He shook his head so hard she wondered how he didn't break his neck. "Then what're you still doing here? Scram." Toad spun around and bolted for the door, the amused snorts of the Koopa Troopas guarding the entrance following him down the hall.

Wendy stretched slowly, feeling her joints pop and protest from last nights antics. She grinned, fangs flashing in the afternoon light as she turned to the koopa still sleeping in the bed. "Hmm..." She scratched her chin as she gauged the distance between the side of her bed and the sleeping reptile. The Koopa teen grinned again as she lashed out with a kick, her foot catching the unsuspecting koopa in the shell and sending him crashing to the floor on the other side of the bed.

"Huh?! What?! I'll take you all on!" The koopa jumped to his feet, a mallet in his talons as he scanned the room for his attacker.

Wendy was leaning against the wall, nearly breathless with laughter as the hammer bro's face went from anger to confusion at the empty chamber before him. He slowly slid the hammer back into its holster on his shell before turning to her. "What was that? How could I miss an attacker so brazen?"

She wiped a tear from her face, her grin so big it hurt. "It was me, you idiot. I kicked your sorry shell out of bed. Sad state when the Princess is awake before one of her elite guards, don't you think?"

The koopa blushed bright red and began sputtering as she walked around and stood in front of him. She quickly silenced him with a finger against his beak. "I suppose I can't blame you though. After all, you were very... enthusiastic, last night. You almost wore me out, especially that little trick with your hammer."

He started to grin, then yelped when he felt a taloned hand grip his testicles. He looked up in time to see her grin turn terrifying as the humour disappeared from her eyes in a flash.

"However, if you know what's good for you, I wouldn't advise sleeping on the job. Else you might find yourself a permanent gardener for the piranha plants. Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-y-yes, Princess Wendy!"

"Good, I'm so glad we see eye to eye on the subject." She let go of his family jewels and shoved him towards the door. "Now go do something useful, like juggling hammers to keep the Council entertained."

Wendy ignored him as she walked back around the bed, picking up her wand from the night-stand. She gave it a quick twirl before walking across the room to stand in front of the mirror. She struck a pose with her hands on her hips, liking what she saw.

The years and puberty had been good to the koopa girl, transforming her from a short, pudgy koopaling to a lean, sleek femme who caught the attention of those around her. She'd replaced the white-with-pink-polka-dots bow of her childhood with ones of solid colors, her favorite being a simple pink that she wore even now. "Certainly won't argue..." She said to herself, turning to inspect her pink shell in the mirror. Even her voice had changed, going from a high-pitched-almost-shriek that made even Bowser cringe to a low, silky-smoothness that belied the cold steel of her power within the Kingdom.

Her eyes drifted down her image in the mirror to the wand in her grasp, and she grinned slowly. One of her first orders as the new Princess had been the reinstatement of her wand, though with a few 'modifications' to it's original design. The toad responsible for upkeep on the wand had balked at such changes until threatened with being banished to one of the many Kingdom's haunted houses. Now it sported a thicker shaft ending with what looked suspiciously like the head of a koopa's cock-tip. It helped to make up for those nights when she couldn't find anyone to terrorize into sharing her bed for the night.

Even now she was resisting the temptation to draw it between the scaled lips of her sex, wanting nothing more than to spend a few hours alone with her wand. "Why did I let these idiots crown me Princess?" She muttered, snatching the crown from a nearby stand and placing it atop her head. "Seems I never have time for myself anymore." She stalked out of the bed chambers, the koopa guards by the door jumping to attention with a royal salute that she promptly ignored. "Idiots." She muttered again as she made her way through the castle to the waiting Council.

The castle's waiting room was massive, a gymnasium-sized room of stone lined with walls of books and a fireplace on each wall that looked like a doomship could sail through them without touching the sides. A table shaped in a half-circle squatted a few feet above the ground, each chair around it occupied by elder toadstools from the surrounding towns and cities. Opposite the table sat Wendy's own table and backless chair, which she sat in with an irritable grunt. The toads eyed her wand warily as she set it in front of her and smoothed out her head-bow. Nothing was said about her lack of clothing. Koopas weren't known for wearing clothes in general in the first place.

"Good morning, gentlemen. My apologies for being late, I was... occupied with other matters of state."

As one, the toads glanced at the wand, but wisely no one spoke. Nodding in approval, Wendy finally smiled. "Now then, shall we get to business? I'm sure you gentlemen have more pressing concerns than these dry, boring meetings."

Three Hours Later

Wendy gritted her teeth in a forced smile as the last of the toads left the waiting room. The moment the front doors slammed shut, the smile disappeared as she slumped down against the table. "Sweet Fungus... No wonder Daddy's always in a bitchy mood! Having to deal with all this bickering, whining, back-stabbing... I feel like I'm back in high school again."

"Headache, m'dear?"

Wendy tilted her head to the side, watching as the magikoopa materialized next to the table. He held a small, blue mushroom in his hand, which he offered to the koopa girl. Wendy took the mushroom and popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly as she slid off the chair to her feet. "Thank you, Kama. As always, you appear when I need you most. Remind me again why we can't just shoot the ruling councils again?"

Kama chuckled as he walked beside her. The halls, usually bustling with activity, were strangely silent as they walked through the castle, a fact Wendy had noticed on more than one occasion when the magikoopa was around. "Because it's bad publicity, m'dear. We're trying to give you a better... well, somewhat better image than your father, Bowser. But enough on that. I have interesting news for you."

"Oh?" Wendy glanced down at the magikoopa as they walked into the kitchen. A lone, pudgy toadstool could be seen snoozing in the corner, his chin resting on his stained apron and a pad of paper resting at his feet. A wave of Kama's wand ensured the toad would remain sleeping through their conversation.

"Yes. News on your father, your brothers, and the Marios."

"Great. Do it bad news to best. Maybe I'll leave in a good mood." Wendy grabbed a loaf of bread from a nearby table and tore it open. She then began piling whatever meats and condiments she could find on it while Kama watched in amusement.

"Very well, m'dear. The Marios are quickly becoming villified throughout the kingdom. Our propoganda campaign has had moderate success, but there have been... incidences which have increased hostility against them."

Wendy paused in her sandwich making, looking at Kama with a raised eyeridge. "Incidences?"

Kama nodded, his face unreadable behind the mirrored glasses. "Yes. Some of the towns in Bowser's territory have suffered a rash of buildings being torched. At first, it was thought either you or your brothers were behind it-"

She slammed a cleaver down against the table, burying it into the wood. "I authorized no such actions!" She screamed.

The magikoopa winced. "Calm yourself, your Majesty. They found evidence, Mario's cap, partially burnt in one of the buildings. The fires are now being blamed on the brothers."

Wendy frowned. "As much as I hate those disgusting pipe-cleaning pigs... I never saw them as arsonists."

Kama shook his head. "Nor I, nor your brothers, for that matter. These arsons have everyone puzzled, including Bowser. My sources confirmed that he's not behind it, and far as we can tell, neither are your brothers. There are rumors though. Wart-"

"Wart would be insane to stick his toady face in our kingdom," she hissed. "Daddy would tear him apart in seconds after his last invasion attempt."

"I know, m'dear. I only go with what my sources tell me though.

Wendy nodded absently, chewing her lip thoughtfully. "Kama, form a council of speaking for tomorrow. I'm going to go public in my sympathy for those torched towns and for Daddy. I'm also going to pledge some of my troopas to help in capturing the Marios."

Kama arched an eyebrow. "Pardon?"

She grinned, though there was little humor. "If I'm showing support for those towns, and offering the use of toadpower and resources, that works for me and against Daddy. More chance of them joining us down the road once we can turn our propoganda against Daddy. As for the Marios, I want those nasty little humans before Daddy or my brothers can get them. I'm going to make them pay for the years of torment they put me through!" She slammed her fist against the table, making everything jump from the impact.

Kama chuckled. "Bowser and my father have taught you well, young Wendy. Speaking of your brothers, Ludwig is nearing the completion of his latest symphony, he plans to unveil it next month at the Tanfor city opera house in the giant's kingdom."

"Whoopty-freakin'-doo."

The magikoopa's lips quirked. "Indeed. Roy and Morton continue their ego-fueled rivalry between their kingdoms and themselves. However, Morton has become hopelessly addicted to PowerThirst energy drinks, and it's driving his aggression straight through the castle roof. It's only a matter of time before they engage in open-war at this rate."

Wendy sighed before taking a bite out of the monstrous sandwich. "Anyway we can stall those two muscle-bound morons until things have stabilized in the Kingdom?" She asked after swallowing a mouthful of meats and condiments.

Kama shrugged. "None that I know of yet, though I am looking into that. It may take Bowser himself stepping in. As for your brother, Iggy..." The magikoopa hesitated, making Wendy groan.

"What's that little insaniac done this time? Please tell me he's not trying to 'mate' doomships again."

"No... though I wonder if this is much better. He's thrown out all the servants of his castle, and replaced them with an all-birdo harem."

Wendy stared at the magikoopa as if he'd just sprouted three heads. "He... what?"

He nodded, trying hard to keep a straight face. "Yes, m'dear. He now has nothing but birdos running around his castle and the grounds. Apparently, they're quite... enthusiastic at night, according to my sources."

She waved her hand. "No, stop right there, I don't want to hear anymore, I'm trying to eat here. I don't want to hear about my insane baby brother's latest fetish with gender-confused birdos. What about Lemmy and Larry? What have those knuckleheads been up to?"

Kama shrugged. "They still reside with Bowser in his kingdom, other than that, they're keeping a low profile, for now."

"Probably sucking Daddy's dick for his kingdom." She muttered around a bite of sandwich. "Anything else to report?"

The magikoopa shrugged. "Nothing as interesting or important. However, I have found evidence of-"

"PRINCESS WENDY!" Kama was interrupted as Toad came tearing into the kitchen. "Princess Wendy! We found her! We found- YEOW!" He screamed and jumped out of the way, narrowly dodging the fireball that hissed through the space he'd just occupied. He hit the ground and rolled to his feet, only to find the Princesses' wand inches from his nose, smoke curling from it's jeweled end.

"You have three seconds to explain your interruption, before I turn you into a smoky snack."

"I"m sorry, your Majesty! But we found her! We found Peach!"

Wendy blinked as she lowered the wand. "You... what?"

Toad nodded so fast his head was a blur. "We found Peach, your Majesty! She was hiding out in the desert kingdom, and- gah!"

He yelped in surprise as Wendy picked him up with a manical laugh, the female koopa spinning him through the air as she danced around the kitchen. "Yes! Yes! I've been waiting for this! By the Fungus, it's about time! Quickly, bring her to me! Where is she now?" She dropped Toad to the ground, where he landed with a squeak.

"Uh, she's on her way, Princess! We have a squad of Hammers escorting her to the frozen kingdom, where one of our doomships will pick her up and bring her here. She'll be here by the sun's setting!"

Wendy picked up her wand and pointed it at him. "Go! Make sure everything is ready! I want this night to be freakin' perfect, you hear me? If so much as a butterfly disturbs us, I'll personally turn you into a goomba and stomp you, understand?"

Toad nodded in terror before running out of the kitchen. Wendy waited for him to leave before pumping her fist into the air. "YES! Yes, I knew it would happen, Kama! I found her before Daddy or my brothers could! The former princess is mine, and she'll be here tonight... tonight?!" She looked down at herself in horror. "By the Fungal! I look horrible! I have to get ready!"

She spun around and grabbed Kama before the startled magikoopa could react. "Kama, you have to help me!"

"I- what?" For the first time that the magikoopa spy could remember, he was speechless. "Uh, how, m'dear?"

"I gotta look pretty for Peach!"

"Uhm, might I suggest a stylist then? I'm a magikoopa, not a manicurist!"

"Please, Kama, you're the only one I trust with something this important!"

Kama sighed heavily. I hate my life, he thought with resignation.

That Evening

Wendy Koopa paced the span of the bed chambers restlessly, stopping ever so often to glance at her image in the mirror. "Kama, how do I look?"

The magikoopa pinched the bridge of his beak. "The same as last time you asked, which was two minutes ago, m'dear. Please, relax. You look quite... fetching."

She stopped in front of the mirror and took a slow, steady breath. Dark-grey stockings clung to her legs, going from ankle to thigh. Her evening attire was little more than a pink, see-through cape that snaked up under her breasts to form a heart in-between before wrapping around her neck and looping over her shoulders. The same material stretched from her elbows down over the back of her hands, ending at the middle fingers. She spun around, sending the cape fluttering through the air with a gentle swish.

"I don't know, Kama, maybe I should have gone with something more... subtle?"

"What would be the point?" Kama asked, materializing a cup of tea in his hand. "Subtly was rather lost the moment you made your little announcement at the Crowning last year."

Wendy turned her head to hide the blush before walking across the room to stand out on the balcony. She leaned against the railing, watching the glittering lights of the distant towns as she thought about that day.

It had been mere days since Princess Peach had stepped down, and the mushroom people had found themselves without a leader. The Koopa Kids had realized their own mistake too late, forcing the Princess from rule without having someone to take her place. They'd panicked, and quickly started to argue among themselves. Wendy had slipped out onto the very balcony she stood on now, watching them bicker within the chamber while keeping an eye on the crowd below. She didn't know who called her name first, but before she realized it, the crowds surged to life with chants of her name. Her brothers had stopped their arguing with stunned expressions, watching her as if she had become Bowser himself. She recovered first, and quickly took control of the situation, proclaiming herself of royal blood, and the new ruler of the Kingdom.

The next day, she was crowned as the new Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom. And she shocked the world with her proclamation of love for the deposed Princess Peach.

Wendy grinned at the memory. She was sure that she'd heard Bowser's scream of righteous fury from across the lands. Unfortunately, Peach had escaped before Wendy could approach her and disappeared with a small squad of still loyal toadstool soldiers.

She sighed heavily as she walked back into the chambers. True, having Peach on her side would give her even more political influence and power among those still suspicious of her motives, but Wendy cared little for such petty politics. She hadn't lied when she professed her love for Peach. She had for years, though she had been careful to hide it while living in the Koopa Castle, knowing that Bowser was hellbent on having the princess for himself.

Her eyes were hard as flint as she sat on the edge of the bed. She was pleased at finally having Peach by her side, but she knew it would escalate tensions between her and Bowser. He wouldn't give up so easily, and she knew better than anyone that he would anything short of open warfare to capture her now. And his spy network was vastly superior to the Koopa Kids.

At least, Wendy thought with a smirk, that's what he believed for now.

Kama shifted his stance, the rustle of his robes breaking her reverie. "Your Majesty, she is here. I take my leave." The magikoopa disappeared with a flick of his wand.

Wendy stood up as the doors swung open. Two koopas walked in, pulling roughly on ropes held in taloned hands. Peach appeared seconds later, head held high in defiance as she was ushered in by a trio of koopas and spinies behind her. Delicate wrists were encircled by iron manacles, a chain leading from them to the iron band around her slender neck. The stained, torned dress she wore couldn't hide the grace and royal elegance with which she took each step.

Wendy realized she was holding her breath and let it out slowly. "'Princess' Peach," she said, waving her hand to the koopas. They nodded silently before letting go of the ropes and ushered the spinies out, the massive wooden door clicking shut behind them.

Peach didn't move, blue eyes burning with indignation and fury. "Wendy Koopa. It doesn't surprise me that it would be your slimy koopas to drag me back in such a horrid state. Undo these restraints at once!" She held her hands up, the chains clattering at the movement.

Wendy chuckled as she picked up her wand. "Now now, there's a word missing after such a request. It's six letters, starts with a 'p', and ends with an 'e'. I'm sure you know it, having heard it from countless peasants."

If looks could kill, Wendy and half the Kingdom would have been incinerated immediately. "How dare you! I am the Princess of this Kingdom, and you will NOT order me around like some commoner! Now take these chains off or else!"

The koopa girl laughed loudly as she twirled the wand around. "EX. Ex-princess, sweetie. Last time I checked, you were voted out of office by the people. Doesn't really say much for your popularity at the time, if you ask me." She smirked as Peach turned red with fury. A quick flick of the wand had the restraints falling to the floor in a clatter of metal. Peach blinked in surprise as she rubbed her wrists. She stepped away from the pile of chains and watched the koopa warily.

Wendy smirked as she made the restraints disappear. "Now then, are you ready to have a sensible discussion? Or do we have to continue acting like immature men and have this pissing contest?" She sat down on one of the backless seats and smiled.

Peach glared at her. "You'll not hold that tone with me, you slimy reptile." Wendy's smile disappeared. "Do you think you can hold me against my will? You're nothing more than a two-bit, petty dictator!"

The koopa's grip on her wand tightened as Peach continued. "You, your father, and your brothers are little more than filthy koopa turtles with delusions of grandeur! The fact you and your ilk managed to crawl out the fungal muck is nothing short of a miracle."

"Shut up."

Peach smirked as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Oh, hit a sore spot? What's the matter, 'princess'? Can't tolerate the fact that you're nothing more than a figure-head under the shadow of Bowser and your brothers? Do you even have independent thought under that pretty-little bowed head?"

Wendy jumped up from her seat, face flushed with anger. "Shut up!"

"How much of Bowser's cock did you have to suck to even get a doomship? Or maybe it belonged to your brothers, and you let them use you like a whore just to get one? Even Iggy has more respect and dignity than you-"

"SHUT UP!"

The back-hand slap caught Peach by surprise, sending the former princess sprawling across the cold stone floor. She wiped her hand across her mouth, and was astonished to see blood.

"You... you slapped me! You filthy reptile! I'll make sure you pay for this! I'll-"

Peach yelped in surprise as she was jerked up to her feet, and found herself staring into the furious eyes of Wendy Koopa.

"You need to learn your place, 'princess'," she hissed, "YOU, are no longer in control here. The Kingdoms are once again under the rule of the Koopas, like they should be!" She released Peach and shoved her, sending the former princess stumbling backwards against the wall.

"You honestly think you have any control left?" Wendy took a slow breath, then smirked. She flicked her wand towards the door, making it swing open. "Alright. Go then. Go and find your 'loyal' people, and try to retake the Kingdom."

Peach cut her eyes towards the door, then back to Wendy. The koopa smirked and jerked her head to the door. "Go ahead, I won't stop you, 'princess.'"

The former princess slid along the wall to the door. She started to run through it, then froze at Wendy's voice.

"But, before you leave the safety of the castle walls, Peach, remember this: I'm not the only one who was looking for you."

Peach didn't move as Wendy stepped up behind her. She could feel the koopa girl's breath against the back of her neck.

"You don't know how lucky you are, princess, that I found you first. What do you think would have happened if my brothers had found you first? The dungeons, perhaps? Or worse? What if it had been crazy little Iggy? I doubt even he knows what goes through his head at any given second..."

Peach jumped as she felt taloned hands come to rest on her shoulders, but didn't move away.

"Or perhaps Morton? You know he hates you, right? Blames you for the disappointment Bowser has in him. Do you think he would be so... forgiving?"

Wendy smiled as she felt her shoulders begin to slump.

"Of course, my darling, what would it be, if Bowser were to capture you once again? This time, there are no Mario brothers to save you with their fire-flowers and Tiki suits."

"Tanuki." Peach whispered.

"Whatever. As paranoid as Daddy is, do you think he'd keep you anywhere outside a dungeon cell? Well," she mused with a smirk, "perhaps his bed chambers. I doubt he'd be quite as... attentive to your needs though."

Peach's heart sank a little further with each word that echoed through her head. She didn't want to believe it, but part of her couldn't help but think the koopa girl was telling the truth.

Wendy's grip on the princess's shoulders never faltered, nor did it tighten. The silence stretched so long she began to wonder if she had gone too far when she heard the soft sigh of resignation.

"What... what do you want, Wendy."

Wendy grinned as she moved in for the kill. "It's simple. I want you, Princess Peach." She gently guided the former princess back into the room, the door swinging shut silently. "I want you by my side, ruling this Kingdom. I want you to trust me. Tell me, Peach, what was the first thing you thought, when I confessed my feelings for you?"

Peach sat on the edge of the bed, refusing to look at the koopa girl. "That- that you were lying."

Wendy growled low in her throat. "Lying?"

Peach jerked her shoulders in a stiff shrug, then groaned softly as Wendy began to massage them. "You're a koopa... and Bowser's daugther." The tone made it clear what she thought of that.

Wendy leaned in, her beak inches from Peach's ear. "I'm not my father, my darling princess. I wasn't lying then... nor am I now."

Peach turned her head to look at the koopa. "You honestly expect me to mfph-?!" Her protest was cut off as thin, scaled lips pressed against hers. Wendy moved quickly, her talons quickly stripping the desert dress away and tossing it aside. Peach tried to push the koopa away, but Wendy proved stronger as she pinned her against the bed. A slender, scaled hand moved up, cupping the former princess' breast and giving it a gentle squeeze, making her moan reluctantly.

Wendy pulled away slowly, licking her lips with a smile. "Mmm... I see why they call you 'Peach' now... Delicious."

Peach blushed, panting softly as she stared up at the koopa girl pinning her down. "What- what are you doing?"

Wendy smiled as she sat up, straddling the princess's waist. "Claiming what's mine."

She licked her lips again as she looked over the former princess. Hair as fiery as her temper framed a face of aristocratic angles and lines, icy blue eyes watching the koopa girl with a mixture of suspicion and confusion. Full lips the color of deep red wine frowned, though it did nothing to diminish her beauty. Ivory-colored skin glowed softly in the dim light of the room, giving Peach a otherworldly, angelic quality that Wendy couldn't help but find appealing. She gently ran her hand over Peach's full, firm breasts, tweaking her nipples gently before tracing her claws gently down to her hips.

"What're you thinking now, princess?"

Peach swallowed hard. "I'm not yours."

Wendy smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "Not yet."

The koopa glanced at her wand on the night stand before waving her hand over it. There was a soft glow as her talons shortened into blunt claws. She smiled in amusement before leaning in, her forked tongue flicking gently over hardened nipples. Peach gasped softly, her body arching up under the subtle caress.

"Stop..."

"No."

Peach squeezed her eyes shut as Wendy began to move down he body, each gentle kiss followed by that forked tongue dancing across her smoot skin. Wendy took her time, savoring the faint taste of the princess' namesake as she worked her down to Peach's groin. Her tongue flicked out across the princess's sex, earning a gasp of surprise that had the koopa smiling with triumph.

The koopa girl said nothing as she slid her finger between the lips of Peach's sex, making her squirm as the scaled finger began to probe her gently.

"Pl-please, stop..." Peach pleaded softly.

"Shh. Shut up and enjoy it."

Wendy gently thrust her finger deeper into Peach's tight sex, making the her groan as she gripped the bed sheets. The koopa twisted her finger around slowly, curling it against the former princess' tunnel before slowly pulling it out. Peach bit her lip as she felt the finger exit her, then gasped as it was thrust in to the knuckle. The dull claw scraped against her inside, sending pleasure spidering out from her stomach. Wendy didn't stop as she began to slowly thrust her finger in and out, leaning in to flick and tease her forked tongue around Peach's clit. The former princess arched up with a moan of pleasure with each brush stroke over the sensitive flesh, and she couldn't help slowly surrendering to the pleasure that was slowly building.

The koopa smirked as Peach started to writhe under her. She pulled her finger out of the princess' sex and sucked on it slowly as she stood up, looking down on her in amusement as Peach groaned in frustration.

"Please."

Wendy grinned, eyes shining with glee. "Please? Please what?"

Peach glared at her for several seconds before looking away. "Please... don't stop, Princess."

"Of course, my love."

Wendy laughed cruelly as she walked to the head of the bed. Before Peach could react, the koopa was over her, and the princess found herself looking up at the scaled lips of the koopa girl's sex. "What?"

Wendy looked down at her with a smirk. "What, did you honestly think I wouldn't take advantage of this? Silly girl, you will learn."

She thrust her hips downwards, forcing herself against Peach's face. The former princess tried to struggle, but found herself effectively pinned by the larger reptile. Wendy frowned in annoyance. "I suggest you start, princess, unless you want to sleep on the floor tonight..."

Peach started to respond, but thought better of it. She could smell the heavy, musky scent of Wendy's sex, and she couldn't deny the heady rush it was giving her. She stuck her tongue out hesitantly, then gently ran it across the koopa's sex. Wendy growled low in her throat in response. "Mmm... teasing, are we? Very well..."

The koopa snapped her fingers, and the wand flew from the night stand to her hand. She smiled as she reversed her grip on the shaft and ran the spade-shaped tip across Peach's damp sex. The former princess moaned in response, her hips bucking slightly against the cool, metal shaft. Wendy chuckled. "Stop teasing me, love, and I will stop teasing you."

Peach responded by drawing her tongue slowly between the koopa's lips before probing deeper into her waiting sex. Wendy grunted in surprise as she pushed back against the invading tongue, she hadn't expected the princess to do that! She didn't hesitate as she drew the wand's shaft down over Peach's sex, then began to slowly thrust it in. The princess moaned softly as her hands seemed to move of their own will, gripping the koopa girl's hips as she began to flick her tongue over Wendy's clit and through her wet sex.

Wendy closed her eyes in bliss as she began thrusting the wand in and out of Peach's tight-gripping sex. "By a koopa's shell..." She couldn't believe how incredible Peach's tongue felt against her sex, not could she believe it when one of the princess' hands drifted down and began fingering her clit gently. Her eyes widened in surprise, the unexpected touch making her thrust the wand deeper than planned. Peach responded by moaning and bucking against it hard. The former princess couldn't believe what she was doing, eagerly fingering and pleasuring one of the hated Koopas. She tried to will herself to stop, but she couldn't get enough of Wendy's musky scent. She was horrified to find herself wanting to bring the femme koopa to orgasm, to taste her juices across her tongue. Was she actually wanting the koopa? The idea was absurd!

Wendy was panting heavily as she bucked back against Peach's tongue. The princess continued to surprise the koopa with her enthusiasm, slender fingers flicked and caressed her clit with a skill the koopa hadn't expected. She responded in turn, thrusting and twisting the heavy shaft of the wand inside the princess' sex. Peach started to buck and writhe under the constant assault against her senses, her body tightening as her climax threatened to hit with thunderous force.

"Yesss," the koopa hissed, "give yourself to me, princess." She thrust the wand deep and gave it a hard twist.

Peach screamed against Wendy's sex as her orgasm slammed into her with the force of an avalanche. She bucked up hard, catching Wendy by surprise as the wand was pulled from her hand. She didn't have time to react as Peach's thumb pressed against her clit, triggering her own orgasm.

Wendy's scream echoed through the room as she dug her fingers into the bed, the blunt claws tearing through the fabric like paper. She bucked back against Peach, the former princess licking eagerly at her slit, savoring the heady taste of the koopa girl's sex. They continued to buch against each other, caught in the throes of the pleasure that raced through their veins like fire before slowly collapsing in a panting, sticky mess.

Wendy was the first to recover, slowly pulling her wand from Peach's sex, earning a soft moan in response. She smiled weakly at the glistening shaft before slowly licking it clean. She rolled over and sat up slowly, head still reeling from the incredible orgasm.

"By the Fungal," she gasped weakly. She turned around in time to see Peach curl up in a ball, her groin glistening from her orgasm. The koopa girl tilted her head in puzzlement. "Peach?"

Peach ignored her, or tried to. Wendy gripped her shoulder and turned her over. The former princess refused to look at her, but the koopa caught the gleam of tears and chuckled softly.

"Ah, I see." She smiled as she let go of her shoulder. "Ashamed? Embarrassed? You enjoyed it, admit it, my pet."

"Burn in the underworld, Koopa." Peach wrapped her arms around herself, shivering in the warm summer air.

Wendy chuckled softly as she spooned up behind Peach, wrapping her arms around the princess.

"You'll learn, my love. In time, you'll learn. But for now," she waved her hand, the hidden lights flickering off seconds later. "We must sleep. We have much to do in the days ahead, my princess."

Peach tried to shrug off the arms wrapped around her, but eventually gave up and resigned herself to sleeping next to the koopa girl for the night. Her last thought before dropping into the land of sleep was wondering how she was going to escape this time.

Outside The Chamber Doors

"Ugh, how disgusting." Toad mumbled to himself as he put his mushroom cap back on and adjusted it. He had spent the last hour outside the door to the bed chamber, ear plastered against the aged wood. It wasn't until he heard the familiar snores of Peach that he knew they were both asleep. The toadstool wasn't worried about being caught, in her zeal to be alone with Peach, Wendy had dismissed the guards also.

"Foolish Koopa, always leading with her temper and desires." He snickered in amusement as he made his way through the castle. Though he hurried, he stopped often to ensure that he wasn't being followed. He had always been a little paranoid, but even more so in the year since the coup. He knew what would happen if Wendy found out his secrets. He'd be lucky if he just ended up piranha plant food.

Toad slipped into the same kitchen he'd confronted Wendy in earlier, sneering at the scorch mark on the floor. He'd learned the necessity of quick reflexes when startling the koopa girl, having seen the remains of those who reacted too slow. Toad shuddered at the memories, they weren't pleasant.

Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he quickly climbed into the stone oven and went to the back. He kicked aside a piece of charred wood and pressed against a blackened stone. It resisted for a second, then slid backwards with an almost inaudible click. The back of the oven swung open, and he quickly stepped inside before the secret door could close on him.

He waited for his eyes to adjust to the dimness of the tunnel, then quickly began making his way through it. His feet kicked up puffs of dust from the floor, showing how little use the tunnel received. He'd only recently discovered it during his explorations of the hidden tunnel system within the castle, and had quickly put it to use.

The toad wasn't sure how long he walked through the damp tunnels before he reached his destination, a small cavern that expanded outward, a small pool of water expanding out from the side. He squinted, looking for his contact.

"I was wondering if you were going to show up, toadstool."

"Blame it on that annoying wanna-be princess, Wendy," Toad said sourly. He watched as the lakitu dropped down from the ceiling, his cloud a darkened gray to hide him from view. "She has Peach now. I'm not sure what she's planning on doing with her, she's playing her cards close to her shell for now."

"Well now, that doesn't help me, does it?" The lakitu glared at the Toad, who shrugged in response.

"Hey, don't like it? Why don't you go and ask that bitchy reptile yourself? I'm sure she'd love to turn you into a goomba just for the fun of dicing you up for a grilled mushroom sandwich." Toad cut hard eyes to the lakitu. "I'm giving you all I have right now. You know what to do with the information. Don't screw with me, cloud-floater. I can and will make you pay if you do."

"Hmph, perhaps. I will pass the information along, though I know our benefactor will not be pleased with the lack of details."

Toad shrugged again. "Then he can try and do it himself. Have I not served him faithfully for all these years? I can only give him what I have."

The lakitu nodded in response before turning his cloud around and zipping silently down a tunnel carved into the wall several feet above the water. Toad looked around again before heading back down his own tunnel to the castle.

The cavern quickly fell into silence until a shadow detached itself from the wall.

"Well, that was certainly interesting," Kama muttered, adjusting his glasses. "I'll figure out your little game, Toad. It's only a matter of time..."